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Christ exalted is our song,
sung by all the blood-bought throng;
To His throne our shouts shall rise,
God with us by sacred ties.
Shout, believer, to thy God!
He hath once the wine-press trod;
Peace procured by blood divine;
cancelled all thy sins and mine.
Here thy bleeding wounds are healed;
sin condemned and pardon sealed;
Grace her empire still maintains;
love without a rival reigns.
Though corruption’s felt within,
(Darkness, deadness, guilt, and sin!),
Still to Jesus turn thy eyes —
Israel’s Hope and Sacrifice.
In thy Surety thou art free;
His dear hands were pierced for thee;
With His spotless garment on,
holy as the Holy One!
Oh, the heights and depths of grace!
Shining with meridian blaze;
Here the sacred records show
sinners black, but comely too.
Saints dejected, cease to mourn,
faith shall soon to vision turn;
Ye the kingdom shall obtain,
and with Christ exalted reign!
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